Are you looking for the Holy One? I am in the next seat. My shoulder is against yours.
Many have died; you also will die. The drum of death is being beaten. The world has fallen in love with a dream. Only sayings of the wise will remain.
Why are we here? To become ourselves in you.
If you don't break your ropes while you're alive, do you think ghosts will do it after?
Wherever you are, that's the entry point.
Wear a crown of flowers on your head, let its roots reach your heart